Attitudes and Memories

Perhaps I value silence far too much.
For each unexpected noise, I cringe and shudder.
Perhaps you understand my feelings?
Do you remember that I am not alone?

Each day I become more certain.
My customary attitude must fade soon.
I will refuse to remember the anxiety.
These days, months, and years will leave me.
I hope to forget my circumstances.
I will replace fear with love and a hopeful gratitude.

W. Wayne B.

© 2012 W. Wayne B.

About W. Wayne B.

I'm a software engineer, a poet and a librarian.
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